Good Lort

And that’s not a typo.  Instead it is the phonetic spelling of how my friend speaks.  His accent is what I find most endearing.  And if he were here with me now, that’s what he’d say … “Jill!  Good lort girl.  Stop it!”  

I am too old for this!  Swear!  Double dog dare you.  Maybe this is something I am doing to distract myself from that which ails me.  De-Nile ain’t no river in Egypt.  The more I say I don’t care, the more I really do care.  Dammit! Curses!  Much more important things going on.  Knowing and doing are two different things though.  Aaaahhh Calgon make me away …

6 thoughts on “Good Lort

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s